My ex (thank god I never actually married the cunt) ran off with my (then) best friend
What he didn't know was that she had mental health problems,was a drinker and loved a sesh of drugs (we where friends but I never saw her taking drugs,that's not my thing but I knew she took them-her choice)
He was thinking with his dick (don't they all) and she liked what she saw with him
It lasted a full 6 weeks-he was a cocklodger and her mother (who she lived with and the mother thought she farted rainbows and glitter) saw through him and refused to allow her to pay his way
Once the sex wore off,so did the novelty-they had nothing but a sexual drive in common
Then,a few days before Christmas,they somehow managed to burn their house down-they where upstairs,sleeping off the last drugs binge and where very lucky to get out alive
It ended their relationship (which was on its last legs)-her and mummy had to go to the council to be re-homed and as he wasn't on the tenancy the coucil refused to help him-he was dumped and homeless
Tried to come snivelling back to his family (id just had his baby) and I still take pleasure in the fact I told him to jog on (he ended up living with his ex wife for a few days until she got fed up and chucked him out)
She tried to get back in touch with me a few years ago-i felt such pleasure in hitting the block button (I know her-ill be the unreasonable one)
Fast forward a few years and he just vanished-hes been missing for well over 10 years
He'll be fine-cocklodging from another vulnerable woman knowing him